I’m a full-grown child of the 1970’s and 80’s writing simply for pleasure. Writing appeared in nearly every childhood aspiration for my adult life. The obvious exception was knowing that if I was an NFL quarterback, my writing would have to be set aside.
I’m writing for pleasure, but now am doing it by blog rather than (or in addition to) the emails, notes and essays I have written for years just because it feels like breathing to me. I have always loved to play with words, and they’ve always played nicely with me.
I’m a wife and mom of two growing boys who are now in early and upper teens. I’ve played a lot of catch, delivered a lot of lectures, sworn a lot, and laughed and cried with my precious friends who dare to engage in honest sharing of experiences with me.
If I’m your neighbor, coworker, daughter, sister, friend (or the person you met at the dog park the other day, or the one in the produce department of the grocery store…) you may describe me as the one whose stories tend to be a bit too long. I hope you know I am elated to be a good listener, too. As this blog goes, it turns out that I write ’em lengthy, too. Dig in and read as much or as little as you like. Thanks for stopping by!